Steven L. Mattes

My Place - Poem by Steven L. Mattes

I know a place
thats dark and lonely
a desolate place
where wind blows coldly
where death creeps slowly
and the night is eternal
and only ash remains
from a raging inferno
this place is near,
for I know it well
this place is empty
and it is my hell
where there is weeping
and constant sorrow
and it knows not
the meaning of tomorrow
as I search for light
in the constant dark,
my thirst goes unquenched
my place, my heart.

Comments about My Place by Steven L. Mattes

  • (6/19/2006 2:17:00 PM)

    Very well written...very touching...fits in with my 'Lost Souls' poem...
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  • (5/8/2006 6:19:00 AM)

    Such a sad contrast to the lovely poem about love.
    Hope you find some light.
    Fran xx
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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006

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